#plotting call?

[ghostlyvisage]

//I AM AWAKEND AND ALMOST AT WORK!!! I will get to rps after work!

And on that note! Pls dm me if you want a feral, modified sparkeater in your inbox! Because the situations could either be hilarious or aweful

[big-daddy-moth]

Welcome~ to HORNY MOTH HOURS~

Here's your host-- VALENTINO ~❤️

--anyone welcome ~

VOXes especially 💕

[the-last-doppelganger]

In the mood to write a crack-y dating app AU for Elena. Hit the heart if interested.

[because-i-simp]

Muse moods:

Angel (@angel-dust-bitch )--

Horny. Wants to be dommed/topped. Make him a whiny needy little bitch.

Also Angel Blitz is welcome too

Vio ( @fuk-like-bunnies )--

Horny. Just wants to fuck. But you know, respectfully. He likes talking and getting to know people.

Angelina (@angelic-aracknid )

Fresh pure innocent Angel bean now fallen into hell...

Corrupt her.

Anything I just wanna see what kind of trouble she can get into--

Roxenne (@not-your-build-a-bitch )

Aroxeniss shit. Nothing specific. Just want some Arackniss interaction and see what happens.

Voxenne shit.

Other than like--- he's technically her boss? There's nothing specific here either. Just want some Vox interaction.

--Angel Dust? These two should meet sometime...

--Blitzo?

Chaotic energy -- yess!!

Let's see what happens when crazy meets crazier!!

Vox (@the-one-who-killed-the-radio )

Vox and Angel is always welcome

Wouldn't say no to some nasty with Valentino ~

Alastor (@alastorous-disaterous )

Affectionate?

[artfulprankster]

Speaking of, I am happy to do Therapy threads with Harold.

Pspspspsspspsps I know your muse is coping with coffee and late night bad decisions pspspspspsps cmere cmere uwu

[roxenne-the-vixen]

So I'm in a very anxiety driven place...like on the verge of crying...

A comfort for me is my Ship with Roxenne and Arackniss... I'm about to try to do some art for it for comfort, but if anyone would like to plot with me about a Roxenne and Arackniss interaction (shipping not required just an interaction in general) it would mean a lot to me.

This is merely an invitation to plot

[venom-in-her-kisses]

Okay but listen--

It's Sinday -- and sexy spider mom totally deserves to have her hips grabbed~ 💕

-- Now taking applications for Valentinos to take advantage of that ass~

AND Dorky Devil Dads (Lucifer) for....for.... anything?

I just think they'd be neat interacting together ~ ❤️

[al4thea]

"Why do you put up with me? Because you're fire... And I've been cold my whole life." - A.R Asher

You don't need to change for the right person, you're enough.

[fumifooms]

Omg guys he just genuinely likes bugs and mollusks and critters 😭💘💔 Forced to noble when he just wanna crouch and watch things skitter in the dirt…

[hinamie]

"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"

some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3

[starsofang]

everybody had forgotten your birthday. well — everybody except for one person. that person remained a mystery, leaving you a wrapped gift on top of your desk.

the wrapping was pretty, decked in your favorite color with a neat bow slapped on top. it was a stereotypical gift, but it was the only one you’d received for your birthday, and to you, the execution was as beautiful as ever.

one thing was missing, and it was a name. on the tag, rather than saying who it was from, it was a scribbled out heart replaced with a simple smiley face. you didn’t have a clue who the gift could be from, but whoever delivered it was clearly on the fence about revealing their identity.

upon unwrapping the box, you discovered a jewelry box. black, velvet, simple. opening it was an entirely different story.

a lovely bracelet, shiny and new, riddled with little charms of your favorite things. a neat touch of your birthstone was in the mix, as well as a small initial for your name. it was gorgeous, the most perfect gift you could ever ask for, and you desperately wanted to thank the person who retrieved it for you.

you had your suspicions. there was johnny, who could be quite the brat but also a thoughtful friend. or gaz, who was always considerate of your interests and gave you open ears no matter the time of day. ghost didn’t seem the sentimental type, nor did price.

it wasn’t until the next morning, as you walked into the rec room to make yourself a cup of tea, did you know. you adorned the bracelet with pride, the little charms jingling as you poured hot water into your mug.

price stepped in, greeting you with his signature kind smile. you mirrored him, offering a good morning. he joined you in making a tea for himself, the air filled with a comfortable silence. he seemed hyper focused on dipping his tea bag rather than look at you, and if you squinted, you could sense a brief awkwardness looming out of him.

“i see you liked your gift,” he murmured quietly, sparing a quick glance to the bracelet before returning to his tea.

you startled in surprise, eyes wide as you peered up at him while he continued to avoid looking back. “that was you?” you asked.

he hummed in response, finally turning to you to lean his hip on the counter. he lifted his mug, taking a long sip of his fresh tea. “wouldn’t miss your birthday for the world, bug. i was just worried about gettin’ you the right thing.”

“i didn’t know you remembered,” you confessed shyly. you lifted your arm to inspect the bracelet once more, the little initial dangling prettily. “it’s beautiful. i love it. thank you, john.”

price cleared his throat, looking almost flustered. he darted his eyes to your bracelet before looking away again, hiding in his mug. “it’s nothin’, bug.”

“and the crossed out heart on the gift tag was also nothing, i assume?” you grinned knowingly. “the smiley face was a nice touch, though the heart would’ve been cute to keep, too.”

price grumbled into his mug, side eyeing you. “thought the heart might be too much. don’t want you gettin’ the wrong idea.”

“what idea would that be, sir?” you asked teasingly, taking an innocent sip of your tea.

price attempted to hide his smile, but you could see the small quirks on the corners of his mouth, begging to turn up. “minx,” he muttered in feigned annoyance, giving an affectionate pinch to your cheek before stalking off to the exit of the room.

you smiled bashfully, holding the bracelet dear to your chest as you watched him go, the telltale of a smile on his lips leaving with him.

maybe if you prodded him some more, his initial would join yours on the bracelet one day.

[ariaste]

Me: [sees everyone talking about how Assad Zaman was "literally" coming up with RPF about himself and Eric Bogosian in an interview]

Me: ah, fandom's doing its little "interpret an innocent comment in Some Kind Of Way" thing again, let's go find the video and do our own critical thinking about what was actually said here--

Assad: What would happen if I said-- [words that cannot be interpreted as anything but RPF fanfic]

Me:

Me: ok fandom gets a pass on this one actually

[chiptrillino-art]

In the Spirit World, roughly 400 years ago.

When you are just a little blue guy. But the greater gods found a liking in you. And then you ended up as chewtoy for Koh.

Spirit shenanegans at their finest.

[ao3-crack]

(x)

[roxenne-the-vixen]

//I need some VOX writers who Aren't just me and my own Vox to write with DND interact with this stubborn New Yorker bitch--

PLEASE!! I WANT TO BUILD DIFFERENT RELATIONSHIPS AND WORLDS WITH HER BOSS!!//

[venom-in-her-kisses]

//I know the ship of toxic moth bitch and spider mom lives rent free in my head-- BUT-- but...can I offer...Soft spider mom to dorky Devil Dad?? Anyone???//